EVIE
Already they have lost two.
Deimos and Bastien have secluded themselves deeper within the Temple. Vigilant and immovable in their grief. Rexanna's and Clemente's bodies have been removed, but Evie cannot take her eyes off the door. The one that had killed them with nothing more than a touch. This is why we cannot trust any of the gods, Old or New. Her darker thoughts whisper insidiously. It does not show on her face. Nor does the anxiety over knowing her sister is out there in the oppressive darkness, stronger than Evie will ever be and yet still so fragile in the face of the monsters.
She holds vigil over the door when no others will. She cannot abandon her duties, self-imposed though they may be. So when the frantic pounding starts, though it startles her, Evie stands slowly with a grim expression and moves a little closer. The children's voices make her heart twist instinctively, but the monsters are clever creatures. "Tell me your names." If they are truly human, there's no time to spare on minced words, but Evie will not risk everyone inside the temple either. She wishes they'd set up a password once more, some additional measure of security, but what ifs don't matter here and now. Her hand tightens on the hilt of her dagger in preparation.
Deimos and Bastien have secluded themselves deeper within the Temple. Vigilant and immovable in their grief. Rexanna's and Clemente's bodies have been removed, but Evie cannot take her eyes off the door. The one that had killed them with nothing more than a touch. This is why we cannot trust any of the gods, Old or New. Her darker thoughts whisper insidiously. It does not show on her face. Nor does the anxiety over knowing her sister is out there in the oppressive darkness, stronger than Evie will ever be and yet still so fragile in the face of the monsters.
She holds vigil over the door when no others will. She cannot abandon her duties, self-imposed though they may be. So when the frantic pounding starts, though it startles her, Evie stands slowly with a grim expression and moves a little closer. The children's voices make her heart twist instinctively, but the monsters are clever creatures. "Tell me your names." If they are truly human, there's no time to spare on minced words, but Evie will not risk everyone inside the temple either. She wishes they'd set up a password once more, some additional measure of security, but what ifs don't matter here and now. Her hand tightens on the hilt of her dagger in preparation.
Don't look up, just let them think
There's no place else you'd rather be
There's no place else you'd rather be
